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Years ago I was duck hunting with a friend on the back waters of the Wisconsin River. We were paddling up a shallow slough when Frank bails out of the canoe and heads to shore. He reaches down in the grass and pulls out about a 20 Lb snapper. He yells back at me "Mom is sure going to be thrilled to get this" then proceeds to head back to the canoe. I told him in no uncertain terms that there was no way he was putting a live snapper in the canoe with us. He apparently agreed and took it back to shore and shot it. He then returned to the canoe with the snapper. Even though he had shot it in the head the darn thing was still moving it's legs the entire way back to the car.